Summer Song
It was in the light of the year's longest day,
that people gathered for better or worse.
They sat silent in the shade of beech trees.
Life is colourful.
Lovely, lovely.
It was in the darkness of the year's shortest night.
people said to one another,
tomorrow things will go the wrong way,
tomorrow winter will come.
Winter Song
It was in the darkness of the year's longest night
that people gathered for better or worse.
They sat silent in the light from their lamps.
Life is colourful.
Lovely, lovely.
It was in the light of the year's shortest day
people said to one another,
tomorrow things will go the right way,
tomorrow summer will come.
(from Med et halvt øje [With Half An Eye], Forlaget Sohn, 2006)
translated from Danish by David McDuff
See also: Two Poems
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